Spindizzy's tales of transformation

 Since swapping bodies and lives with his boss there'd been times when Richard missed the carefree days of being an intern. Keeping up with her work responsibilities and managing her family life. Plus all the extra pressure to keep up appearances as a woman in a senior management role meant a level of stress he'd never imagined before. Sometimes he just had to take the time to remind himself why it was still good to be the boss.

 Oh god, what have I done? I had a good life. A prestigious career, a loving wife and family, and I traded it all away to live in this girl's hot little body. Now I'm a waitress flirting with creepy guys for tips just to make rent on my shithole apartment. My back hurts from carrying these tits around  and my period is due again any day now. But even with all that, I can't bring myself to switch back when touching my pussy feels this good!

Home is the sailor Jack looked out from the railing of the freighter watching the yacht sailing back to shore and felt a pang of envy. After twenty years at sea, he wished he could live the life of the people on that yacht, spending all day in the sun with no problems to bring them down and then returning to their families ashore at the end of the day. Suddenly  he his vision blurred and he felt cold. Leaping to his feet he saw that his body was no longer his own . He was naked, at least 100 pounds lighter and unmistakably female. Looking around for some explanation he caught a glimpse of his own bewildered face in the distance as his former ship steamed towards the horizon. He could only watch and wonder what god or spirit of the sea could have granted his wish in such a perverse manner until his old body was out of view. As he stood shivering on the deck a young man appeared and put a warm comforting arm around him. “Hey there sleepy head,” he said “Getting a lit...